Spring Buds โ€” a microfic

As he bumbled over the tiny wound, she dropped the secateurs. Clumsy with roses, clumsy with words, this boyโ€”and yet, such clever eyes. They matched the emblem on his varsity blazer. Taken by the spring, she held his finger to her lips and sucked it. His voice faded into the rustling distance. The clocktower bell … Continue reading Spring Buds โ€” a microfic